I ran and quickly got on a bus. I looked around to see if he was following me and he was nowhere to be seen.
I felt a bit of relief. Then it hit me. I remembered that I had hit him with a lamp over his head, and I did not look back to see if he was alive or not.
I had just hoped that I did not kill him, or I would have been in a lot of trouble too, and my mother would be drugged in it too.
As soon as the bus stopped, I ran out and headed home. I was approaching home and I had to play cool.
I stop running and began walking slowly so that I could catch my breath and just look normal. I reached home and found her outside.
"Hey, what are you doing outside?"
"Nothing, I just felt bored inside so I thought of coming out here."
"You are back so soon, why?"
"I got tired, so I had to come
